Looking at the fainter and fainter flames in the direction of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Xing Wuji could only stare fiercely at the defensive formation in front of him, preparing to leave Yunhe Temple while he was in chaos, he didn't know how many treasured books of Yunhe Temple had been burned with a fire.

If he was discovered by the monks of Yunhe Temple at this time, he would definitely encounter the most terrifying siege.

After Xing Wuji turned around and took two steps back, he suddenly stopped, and then he took out the Demon Suppression Sword, the magic weapon of the Five Elements Sect, from the Qiankun bag.

"Break it for me!" Then Xing Wuji held the Demon Suppression Sword in his hand and turned around and struck towards the defensive formation that glowed with golden light.

The Five Elements Gate is an expert in formations and spells, and the inscription engraved on this demon-slaying sword is extremely mysterious. Xing Wuji was about to give up and leave, but when he remembered the Demon Suppression Sword in his Qiankun Bag, he still decided to try it with this Demon Suppression Sword.

The Demon Suppression Sword was unsurprisingly intercepted by the strong defensive formation of the golden light, but Xing Wuji did not withdraw the Demon Suppression Sword and retreated. Because Xing Wuji knew that the real power of this demon-subduing sword was not the body of the peachwood material, but the mysterious texts on the peachwood sword.

Xing Wuji used the spiritual power of the Ten Thousand Swords to Descend the Demon Sect to urge the Demon Suppression Sword, and finally the mysterious Liwen on the Demon Subduing Sword turned like a living thing, and then the mysterious Liwen on the Demon Subduing Sword broke away from the sword body, and they were densely attached to the strong defensive formation of the golden light, and the defensive formation supported by the golden light was instantly broken with Xing Wuji's puzzled expression!

Then these mysterious Liwen returned to the Demon Suppression Sword, as dim as ever, as if it was not them who had broken the defensive formation in front of them just now.

Xing Wuji didn't have much of the mind to pay attention to the mysteries of these Liwen, because his gaze was attracted by the layers of golden light that fluctuated after the defensive formation was shattered.

Xing Wuji sensed an unprecedented Buddha aura, and that strong Buddha aura made Xing Wuji feel the willingness to kneel down and bow down.

Xing Wuji stepped into the land of golden light, and he saw a small nine-story floating pagoda about one meter high, and this strong Buddha aura was constantly emanating from this tower.

Xing Wuji stared at the nine-story Futu Pagoda and said curiously: "Master, I want to take a look, what kind of treasure is this thing that Yunhe Temple values so much." ”

While Xing Wuji was muttering to himself, his palm was also filled with ten thousand swords and returned to the spiritual power of the Returning Sect, and struck towards the spire of this small nine-story floating slaughter tower.

Chirping......!

With a slight muffled sound, the one-meter-high small nine-story Futu Pagoda under Xing Wuji's palm began to crack, and one after another dazzling golden light shot out, and a solemn and majestic Buddha aura burst out.

Rumble......!

With a soft sound, the nine-story floating tower under Xing Wuji's palm was finally unable to withstand it, and the spiritual power that Xing Wuji had induced collapsed.

The golden light that spread out everywhere just now instantly converged into a surge into the sky!

Xing Wuji was forced to take a small step back by the extremely strong Buddha aura, and there were nine golden relics reflected in his eyes!

This is the Buddha's relic!

The Buddha light emitted by these Buddha relics is virtually formed in mid-air. Xing Wuji looked up into the air, and saw the Buddha sitting upright on a lotus futon, holding his mouth in front of him, with a majestic face shining with Buddha's light.

Xing Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the Buddha in mid-air, and suddenly the Buddha opened his closed eyes!

The eyes of the Buddha are no different from ordinary people, but the endless Buddha energy and ** Dharma contained in his eyes, just looking at each other made Xing Wuji's heart tremble, Xing Wuji felt that in front of the Buddha, he was a transparent person, and this Buddha saw through his past and present lives at a glance.

In an instant, Xing Wuji was sweating like rain, and the people he had killed, the life that had been prosperous, and the brothers who had betrayed him all appeared in front of him. Suddenly, Xing Wuji felt that life was really meaningless, he had no one worth remembering, his past and present lives were constantly repeating murders, and he couldn't repay the debts of sin for several lifetimes.

The Buddha seemed to feel Xing Wuji's state of mind at this moment, and he said compassionately, "Young man, the sea of suffering is endless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

"The bitter sea is endless, and turning back is the shore...... There is no end to the sea of suffering, and it is the shore ...... turn back" Xing Wuji muttered these two sentences, and his eyes suddenly cleared up, "Yes, I have always lived in the sea of suffering, let me go ashore......"

As he spoke, Xing Wuji folded his hands reverently, and his knees began to bend, and he was about to kneel to the Buddha who was watching him kindly.

Xing Wuji could see the Buddha who was transformed by the light of the Buddha's relics, and the monks of Yunhe Temple who were fighting the fire in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also saw the Buddha in mid-air.

The monks of Yunhe Temple gave up fighting the fire the moment they saw the Buddha, and they reverently prostrated on the ground, chanting the scriptures excitedly in their mouths.

At this moment, they all really felt that the Buddha was so close to them! They were prostrate on the ground, sincerely hoping that the Buddha could take them to the Nine Xuan Heaven Realm together and become immortal immortals.

In Yunhe Temple, even the two well-informed monks, Master Duheng and Master Duxin, chose to prostrate on the ground after the Buddha's illusion appeared in the air of Yunhe Temple, expressing their sincere Buddha heart.

Xing Wuji was about to kneel, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. The demon slaying sword in his hand suddenly broke free at this time and slashed directly at the Buddha in mid-air!

Click!

The head of the Buddha was actually cut off by the demon sword at once, Xing Wuji looked at the Buddha who had no head, and his heart was excited. The Buddha in his eyes has disappeared, and the demon sword is still in his hand, but the mysterious official text on the demon sword does not know when it will be separated from the sword body and attached to his body.

"Is the Buddha I saw just now real or an illusion?" Xing Wuji remembered what he had just experienced, and couldn't help but palpitate and said, "If it was an illusion just now, if I knelt down, what would be the result?"

When Xing Wuji recalled the scene he had just seen with palpitations, the Liwen around him had already returned to the Demon Suppression Sword.

Xing Wuji's mind moved, and after putting the nine Buddha relics into the Qiankun bag and the demon slaying sword into the Qiankun bag, he quickly ran towards the road where he came, and he needed to leave Yunhe Temple immediately.

These nine Buddha relics are enough for the monks of Yunhe Temple to hunt him down collectively.

The fire in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was still burning, and under the light of fire and smoke, there were pious disciples of Yunhe Temple who were crawling all over the ground. It's just that after seeing the Buddha's head cut off by a sword, the excited disciples of Yunhe Temple collectively fell silent.

Because they had a hard time believing that the faith in their hearts was so easily killed!

A great panic and panic spread in the hearts of the monks, and then the body of the Buddha disappeared, and the sword that cut off the Buddha's head and covered with mysterious characters also disappeared.

Is it all an illusion, or is it a harbinger of the imminent decline of the Temple?

Master Duheng, Master Duxin and other senior monks of Yunhe Temple were as heavy as a stone blockage at this time. After the head of the Buddha was cut off, the monks of Yunhe Temple seemed to be lost all at once, and they prostrate on the ground, quietly allowing the Scripture Pavilion to be completely engulfed by the fire.

At the back gate of Yunhe Temple, Xing Wuji stepped on the red blood sword and lifted the giant to leave Yunhe Temple like a meteor and flew out of Yunhe City.

After the scripture pavilion of Yunhe Temple was burned to ruins, the monk Jing Jing, who had been stunned by Xing Wuji with the book "Records of the Buddha", woke up dimly.

"Elder Du Heng, Elder Du Xin, he woke up. A monk who was in charge of guarding Jing woke up when he saw Jing, and he quickly ran to Master Duheng and Master Duxin, who were looking at the burned Scripture Pavilion in a daze.

"Bring him here!" Elder Du Heng's already irregular face was even more distorted at this moment.

Monk Lijing was stunned and was held up by two fellow disciples in the late stage of foundation building and came to the front of Master Duheng and Master Duxin.

Master Duheng put the ancient book in his hand in front of Monk Jing and said, "Jing, do you know this book?"

"......" Monk Jing opened his mouth and said, "Know", but his vocal cords were still shackled by Xing Wuji's spiritual power, so his words were not able to be spoken.

"Speak!Have you ever entered the Scripture Pavilion tonight!" Master Duheng frowned, and said angrily

The place where Monk Lijing originally hid the scripture pavilion was now in ruins, his dizzy head was much clearer, he stood up straight and played with the support of the two fellow disciples in the later stage of foundation building, pointing to his vocal cords, with an anxious expression.

Master Duxin was a little more attentive than Master Duheng, and he looked at Monk Jing's behavior and said, "You were blocked by someone with spiritual power?"

Monk Jing nodded with joy when he heard this, and Master Duxin directly waved a golden spiritual power at Monk Jing's vocal cords.

After a while, the milky white spiritual power of Monk Jing's vocal cords was broken by Master Duxin, and Monk Jingjing was able to speak immediately, and he said anxiously, "Elder Duheng, Elder Duxin, there is an Emei sect disciple who broke into the temple, you should find him quickly, he doesn't know what happened to Senior Brother Wen......"

The first words that Monk Jing said were shocked by Master Duheng and Master Duxin.

Master Duheng said in a deep voice: "How do you know that a disciple of the Emei Sect has broken into the temple?

Monk Lijing looked at the Scripture Pavilion that had turned into ruins, and asked if he answered, "Elder Duheng, Elder Duxin, what's wrong with this Scripture Pavilion?"

"Amitabha, I don't know why, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is on fire, and we find that it is too late to put out the fire. Master Watami mourned

Master Duheng glared at Monk Jing and said, "Jing, this "Record of the Buddha" is a book in the Scripture Pavilion, how can this book be on you, did you go into the Scripture Pavilion to find a book, and accidentally set the Scripture Pavilion on fire?"

Monk Lijing suddenly knelt on the ground with ruddy eyes and cried, "Woo woo...... It must be that Emei sect disciple...... It must have been the Emei sect disciple who set fire to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion...... The little monk did something wrong, the little monk shouldn't be greedy for life and afraid of death, and listen to the coercive words of the two Emei sect disciples...... The little monk can't repay the sins of the burning down of this scripture pavilion in the eighteen layers of hell......"

Master Duheng and Master Duxin listened to Monk Jing's howling and crying words, and their faces changed greatly, and Master Duheng commanded sharply: "Immediately block Yunhe Temple, and if you find any suspicious person, arrest it immediately!"

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